With One Order, All Mankind Will Follow Me Into Another World

Chapter 58: : 0 Autumn Bandai, never die!

Remember for a second【】

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Downtown, a building with office areas on the ground floor.

"What kind of **** is the program you made, it's full of loopholes, don't leave all tonight, just stay for me to work overtime!"

"If you don't fix it, you don't want to go home!"

A bald, potbellied middle-aged supervisor, in an unpleasant duck voice, stomped his feet and shouted.

The few programmers in the cubicle shrank their necks helplessly.

Wait until the middle-aged supervisor leaves.

A few people just looked at each other and sighed.

"This bald head... Obviously he deliberately shortened our construction period for the sake of grades... The procedures he worked overtime did not check for loopholes, so he used them."

"Yeah, it's not normal to have loopholes... This bald guy actually threw the blame on us."

"Come on, I don't have to go home to accompany my wife and children today... Just work overtime."

Several people continued, burying their heads in front of the computer screen, typing codes.

However, in the inner position, there was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who was briefly absent-minded.

Gradually, the eyes returned from cloudiness to clarity.

Wait until, completely back to God.

But I saw that his face was full of sweat, and his eyes were still full of death.

He looked around, there were no rubble, corpses.

He looked at himself again, there was no bloodstained wound, and his body was broken.

Everything here seems to return to the way humans and otherworldly creatures looked before the war started!

"I'm not dead?"

"No, why didn't I die?"

The man with glasses shook his head.

Just woke up, my mind seems to be a little confused.

He still remembered the day of the Armageddon.

After the battle, he was exhausted and unable to fight again.

But the number of otherworldly creatures, like the waves of the ocean, wave after wave, has not decreased.

He was exhausted.

But in order to be able to kill, more alien creatures.

Directly, using the body as bait to attract the attention of many otherworldly creatures.

Cooperate with comrades-in-arms to destroy a whole wave of otherworldly creatures directly!

And he, under the stampede of otherworldly creatures, his flesh and blood turned into mud, his bones and bones were broken, and he died.

He dared to do this, and naturally he was mentally prepared.

for human...

How to be afraid of death!

So, he remembered very well, he died.

Die heroically!

But he also knew that all his efforts were useless...

The strongest man, the savior and commander of mankind, died in **** battle.

The deputy commander and the warrior chief followed suit.

All human camps, high-end combat power, were all wounded and were defeated and killed by otherworldly creatures one by one.

The remaining human camp warriors are only surviving.

Desperately kill an alien creature and return to the original.

Fight for two and earn!

All human warriors, holding such a will to die, are doing their last struggle.

However, the result is already doomed...

Humanity lost!

Humans are also dead!

But for some reason, after his death consciousness dissipated, he waited until he regained consciousness and regained his perception of the surroundings.

It came to a place that was somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar.

The man with glasses, with surprise, stood up slowly.

The fighting instinct he carried made him tense his nerves and be alert to everything around him.

Later, when I saw around me, there were a few colleagues with dark circles under their eyes, who were beating codes helplessly.

The two people next door to the left and right made him extremely familiar.

A burst of dusty memories slowly revives.

His eyes widened in shock!

"Xiao Li, Xiao Wang... Aren't you two dead?"

The man with glasses exclaimed, his face was surprised, and he appeared to be flustered, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

It's just, the two people in the workshop next door to him.

Hearing this, he gave him a straight look.

"What the **** are you talking about? You just died."

"Bah, how unlucky, programmers are people with high incidence of sudden death, you still curse us to death?"

The two of them whispered and cursed back.

"No... No, you are indeed dead."

Man in glasses clenched his fists.

When these two escaped with their families, they were caught up and killed by otherworldly creatures.

That scene had a great impact on him, even at this moment, the memory was deep, and there was not a trace of ambiguity.

"Also said? You work too much overtime, are you crazy?"

The man on the left muttered, then stretched his waist and sighed, "If it weren't for my wife and children, I would have thought of dying. I'd be over a hundred... or how tiring working."

"Forget it. Have you paid off the mortgage and car loan? Have you saved enough for the next semester's tuition?"

The man on the right was joking.

Both of them carry many middle-aged men, helpless to reality.

"not dead?"

The man with glasses is even more sluggish.

Some dumbly raised their hands and squeezed hard.

I can clearly feel that the powerful strength that comes from cultivation does not exist.

^0^ One second to remember【】

Also, because of years of sitting and typing codes, my body is extremely weak.

But I can't feel any dark wounds!

And, extremely complete!

He checked his hands, each with five fingers, very delicate.

"My severed finger... is back?"

The man with glasses looked at it carefully, with a complete palm, a touch of joy, lingering.

At the end of the world, he was in a battle.

Because of his poor strength, the palm of his right hand was bitten off by an alien creature, and **** were cut off!

But now, not only the broken fingers are reborn.

The surrounding architectural decorations and the surrounding colleagues are all in his memory, the distant decades ago.

The alien creatures, before they invaded the Blue Star and massacred human beings, were exactly the same!

"Could it be... this is rebirth?"

The glasses man's pupils shrank, realizing what had happened to him!

Just felt a hint of joy, and in an instant, bursts of sadness surged in my heart.

Although it is rebirth, history will repeat itself, and otherworldly creatures will still invade.

Let him be reborn, what is the effect? !

"God... I really want people to be reborn, the commander-in-chief should be reborn!"

"Only he is the savior of mankind. What's the use of my rebirth, what's the use of my rebirth!"

The man with glasses had red eyes, gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

Extremely distressed.

His wife, children, relatives and friends all died at the hands of otherworldly beings.

Too many human comrades-in-arms perished one by one in front of him.

He has seen too much.

But just when the human race was about to perish, it was the appearance of the commander-in-chief that brought all human beings a chance to win and the dawn of victory.

Let the commander be reborn, strategize and plan ahead.

Maybe in this life, mankind can win!

Can let him be reborn, he is just an ordinary programmer now.

Even rebirth is useless!

Only, when he was sad and sad.

The colleague next to him who was typing the code yawned and glanced at him like a fool.

"What are you muttering about the commander? Looking for the commander and looking for the devil? Didn't the commander have been found long ago, and now the whole network is full of news about the commander."

"The whole network is... the news of the commander?"

The man with glasses froze, slightly dumbfounded.

In the last life, at this time, it is impossible to have any news from the commander.

Could it be…

The commander is also reborn?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his trembling hands.

Decades of **** battles, fighting skills, he is very familiar with.

But he had long forgotten his original ability to eat.

Operating a computer now is clumsy and slow.

After typing the key character, it will go up.

Soon, one after another of the whole network search information appeared on the screen.

Zhang Yun, the richest man, offered a reward of tens of billions of dollars to find the commander-in-chief.